At the same time, people also realized that even if they had the greatest treasure in their hands, it was not necessarily safe and infallible. If they encountered the Old Testament or other treasures, they might be shaken off.
Therefore, some of the strongest people in all major camps and parties were extremely low-key and turned into the ancestors of the Nether Blood Cult.
And in this legion, the True Dark Blood Patriarch discovered with resentment that in the process of chasing the treasure, he was only ranked fifth in terms of speed and distance from the treasure.
In the brutal competition of the Nether Blood Legion, the real Nether Blood was not even among the top three, which made him very angry. The real one could not beat the fake one, and the conscientious one was surpassed by the despicable and insidious one.
"You are such a bunch of insidious liars! How despicable!"
Of course, in the eyes of others, he was also fake, and no one thought he was the real leader of the Nether Blood Sect.
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In the real world, in the old land, the mysterious shadow possessed extreme speed and had already fled away from Ancheng and fled to the Pamir Plateau, thousands of miles away, in the Congling Mountains.
In the past, various spaceships landed, and Lao Chen fought alone against the masters and grand masters of the new arts. It was also here that Wang Xuan made his mark, kicking the seriously injured grandmaster Xia Qing to death with one kick.
The shadowy man and woman also chased here and blocked the mysterious enemy's way again. The Old Testament carrier was suspended in the air, emitting a soft and sacred light.
"Have I touched your reverse scale? You actually tried to stop me again and again just for that young man, and you even went to such great lengths to chase him for thousands of miles."
The shadow with a transcendent and otherworldly aura was injured. His condition was not very good. His facial features had some three-dimensionality in the void, and his eyes were slightly condensed, staring at the shadows of the man and the woman.
"Interesting..." He looked at the shadows of the two people and whispered to himself, as if he had noticed something.
In this situation, he was chased for two nights in a row, but he had no fear at all, which was enough to show his strength and confidence.
"It's meaningless. I know you are a clone, but I will still kill you. Your main body will not know the specific situation you experienced!"
"Don't even think about escaping today. Either you kill yourself or we'll send you off!"
A man and a woman spoke one after another, using the Old Testament to lock the heaven and earth to prevent him from escaping again, and they wanted to slay this extremely powerful and rare "evil dragon".
That night, on the Pamir Plateau, the sound of grand scriptures rang out, and sacred light shone in all directions, purifying the entire plateau!
puff!
The shadow of the evil dragon that looked otherworldly was shattered and was killed by the two men. Only a faint trace of sacred blood fell, and then it burned and turned into ashes.
"Which one of the three?" the woman asked. Although she was in the form of a long shadow, her expression seemed rather serious.
"Now he is peerless. His strength is truly extraordinary and few can rival him. He is most likely the second most powerful among the three." The man responded.
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Outside Ancheng, a fiery red cassock flew over at high speed, carrying the ghost monk and the round-faced girl, and flew into the rain.
"Hurry up, useless monk, work harder, otherwise, we might miss the ultimate battle!" shouted the little white tiger.
They were originally in Pingcheng, but the commotion here was too loud and all the extraordinary people in the old land knew about it. The two of them immediately drove their strange treasures all the way to Ancheng.
They entered the city and found to their regret that the war was over. They did not see the scene of the Old Testament. The round-faced girl was quite depressed and helpless.
On the long street, Wang Xuan cleaned up the battlefield and burned all the corpses with the flawed Samadhi True Fire. The corpses disappeared with the rain, completely erasing all traces.
He entered Huang Ming's teahouse, and Baihu and the ghost monk arrived at the same time.
That night, the extraordinary people in Ancheng were seriously frightened and were discussing the matter heatedly. Many of them ran to the Exiled Immortal Teahouse.
Wang Xuan, the little white tiger and the ghost monk stared at each other in wide eyes. The reunion of old friends was quite novel and the atmosphere was a bit weird. How could they forget those scenes in the interior location?
"Didn't you two fight seriously?" Wang Xuan broke the silence and smiled.
"How despicable! You instigated me to fight with the ghost monk. Beat him!" The round-faced girl was indignant, her cheeks puffed up with anger.
The ghost monk was helpless and said, "I guess we may not be able to defeat him in this world."
The three of them entered the private tea room. Wang Xuan had a lot of things to ask them, about the people with special inner places, and about the shadowy man and woman.
"How powerful were the Demon Lord's parents back then?" Wang Xuan made tea himself and poured the tea with a faint fragrance for the two of them.
"Naturally she is extremely powerful. The demon lord's mother has broken through the level of celestial fox. You can give free rein to your imagination." The little white tiger said proudly. If you didn't know, you would think she was saying how powerful she was.
Next, Wang Xuan was very humble and asked the two about some things in the past, and even asked who was stronger, Fang Yuzhu or the demon lord's parents.
"They are friends, they won't fight." The round-faced girl said firmly.
"Friend?" Wang Xuan was surprised.
The round-faced girl drank her tea and said indifferently, "What's so strange about this? Fairy Fang Yuzhu is slightly younger than them, so they can be treated as equals. She is slightly older than the Demon Lord, so they can also be treated as equals."
"I have heard some interesting things. Fairy Fang has amazing talent and extraordinary strength. If she fights with those two, she will be slightly stronger in a one-on-one fight, but slightly weaker in a one-on-two fight. Therefore, although Fairy Fang is younger than the strongest Taoist couple, she can still befriend them as an equal..."
When Wang Xuan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. There seemed to be some gossip here. He asked, "Are those two willing to befriend Fairy Fang as an equal?"
"They are willing to treat the Demon Lord and Fairy Fang as equals." The ghost monk said tactfully.
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